In the garden of the queen

One white rabbit ran away.
I have fallen to the hole,
Where the night can be the day,
Where the flower has the soul

But the garden of the rose
It's the best in Wonderland/
Where the queen asked me to draw
Every white rose into red.

It’s the wonder of my life
Painting flowers with the Cat
There’s no Cat but just a smile
And the roses aren’t dead.

It’s the world- you aren’t you
Cat has told me “You are mad! “
And the only thing to do
Painting roses into red.


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